The Bush School - Tykoe Yearbook (Seattle, WA)

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56 g gg M g g Q DOMINANT MOVEMENTS Livengood takes over for the musical end of the class and soon volumes of Tchaikowsky's 5th or Grieg's lullabies may be heard lifting lazily from the room. Just as our heads begin to nod a series of giggles begins as several pictures done by the current painters under discussion are passed around. Then ensue several conversations about the queerness of such an artist by nearly everyone except, of course, the Mrs. Pruneface face behind the plant. Suddenly the bell rings, all is quietg from the direction of the plant a sigh is heard: Mrs. Pruneface is dead-and we're ex- CUSGC1- -Joan Broughton LUNCH HOUR There comes a time each day when there is a general rush for the dining room. After Grace has been sung there is always a de- bate at each table as to who should get the food. Each girl is just as hungry as the other but too lazy to exert any extra energy which might be needed to rise from her chair and get the main dish. Finally some polite little 7th Grader is bullied into getting it. This of course isn't always the case. At one table, for example, a senior gets the food while six or seven freshmen wait with glut- tonous looks. After everyone has been served there is a steady clinking of silverware and dishes which usually results in a few spoons dropped on the floor or a pitcher of milk upset on a table. The art of eating is a delicate task and very few accomplish this until they get to be seniors. The seniors eat with grace although many of the girls fail to see this. After the dinner, comes of course. the dessert. While some turn up their noses at it others get the benefit of two to three desserts. This art requires study as it isn't everyone who can develop the proper technique. After the meal the girls are required to carry their dishes to the wagon. This gives good training to them and some get to be quite skilled in carrying many dishes at once to avoid making extra trips. All in all the lunch hour proves to be the happiest hour of the school day and affords much relaxation from the general grind. Everyone

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IMLWLIIN ANT NIQVEMENTS 55 Upon assuring her that she is mistaken, Mrs. Hinman attempts to proceed with the civics lesson. Ann, what is a Writ of Habeas Corpus ? To this Ann replies hesitantly, Well-it's a watchamajigger that guaranteed a kind of a thing that makes somebody free-isn't it ? You children need to study, admonishes Mrs. Hinman. Your answers are a little vague. Ann's too busy drooling over her picture of Turhan Bey to do any studying, teases Eleanor. Daggers dart between the eyes of Ann and Eleanor until the bell rings relieving the tension. Then Ann selects a nice heavy book and slams it across the room at Eleanor. They're at it again! -Janet Lister MUSIC AND ART APPRECIATION Wednesday-6th period. The stamping of heavy feet may be heard all through the building as nearly all the seniors and several juniors make a mad dash for Mrs. Livengood's room. The first one through the door throws herself behind the potted plant, out of sight, draws a detective book from her hip pocket, and goes on with the adventure of Dick Tracy and Mrs. Pruneface. Rapidly the six comfortable chairs, and semi-comfortable window seats are filled with bodies. The poor undecided girl in the door finds she took six seconds too long deciding whether to be comfortable in a chair, or hidden beside the radiator and she has to sit on the floor. The noise subsides when the two lecturers, Mrs. Livengood and Mrs. Pratt, step out from the shadow of the piano still discussing whether to begin with music or art. What settles their problem no one will ever know, but Mrs. Pratt usually begins with a talk on the prominent Russian or Dutch artists. Twenty minutes later Mrs. 1

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DOMINANT MOVEMENTS -4 f i 57 gastronomically happy reports to her 5th period class feeling like a million and ready to take on the seriousness of studying once more. -Patsy Donald THE SPANISH CLASS Class has been in session ten minutes when the door opens and Dorothy Barrett ambles in with the excuse that they had the bread with the little seeds on it today and she simply couldn't re- sist eating ten pieces. Mrs. Galloway just can't see why Dorothy should be late to class regardless of the seeds. The lesson for today was to translate as far as you could in the little red book of Jose. We'll go around the class and each one translate a paragraph , said Mrs. Galloway with her little smile. Everything went all right until it came to Patsy D. who was busy looking up the words in her paragraph. Janis Kerr had fallen asleep by this time and J une Beck was reading a book which seemed very interesting from the look on her face. Gallagher, who was translating at the time, stopped at every other word while Dorothy shouted the answer across the room. When the translating was finished Mrs. Galloway pulled out some questions for a test which she had snugly hidden in her brief case. But tests are bad for our morale , cry out Janis and June, while Donald and Gallagher insist that a vote be taken on whether a test should be given or not. That's a super idea , yells Dorothy and by this time Mrs. Galloway whose face has turned a brillant red tries to utter words, but the five girls in her Spanish class leave her speechless. Just as Barrett sharpens her pencil for the 5th time the bell rings and the charming little girls file out of the room. Mrs. Galloway sighs as the last one leaves. Her face lights up as she says to herself, Well, thank heavens I don't have to correct their tests today. -Patsy Donald 000